Risen Dragons Novels & Stories

I handed her my phone, and she took it in her hands and placed it in her cross-body freckled bag that suited her look perfectly. "Don't be scared, Love... I might look rough, but my dragon adores you," I said, cupping her cheek, and taking a step back, shifting into my magnificent beast. Yes, I was an earth dragon, but unlike my brothers, I was also a gifted dragon, just like Adam. Adam was the Emerald dragon, while I, Urien Dragnoir, had the Onyx dragon. A pure black beast. Elisa gasped and then ran her hand over my snout, and my dragon melted into her, and then huffed, lowering his head.

She watched as intelligence swam behind the eyes of the dragon that had found her, yet never gave her away. They were as magnificent as they were deadly. She fell back onto her hands, confused about how she could be in awe of such vile creatures. What has come over me?

“Rise.” No one moved. Rayden raised his right hand, and golden-red embers ignited the air. “I’m not a dragon,” he said, his voice flat yet thunderous, cutting through the ranks of holy creatures. “I’m the one who extinguishes them.” Fire spread quickly, engulfing the creatures. But this was not fire that burned, it was purifying flame, cleansing the dragon blood from their bodies. Screams echoed, but slowly changed into sacred chants. The red sky began to fade, turning to orange. The dragon troops collapsed one by one, turning into glowing ash that drifted upward into the sky like falling stars.

Calla snuggled closer to his chest and he kissed the top of her head. ------------------------------------------------------------- A week passed and everything was getting back to normal. Calla was back at Ethan's place. Ethan wasn't worried anymore about Calla's security. Draco was the one behind it and Ethan killed him. Now the only thing left was to find Sophie, which was very difficult. Ethan knew nothing about the Storm Riders except for the stories his mother had told him. Calla started her work again. Until they would recover from all the damage Draco's men had done, Calla suggested Sidney, to use Xavier's house as their office.

I had to stand up from my seated position to even open the large cover of the book when I opened it more beautiful letters appeared before my eyes "The complete collection of The Pendragon lineage" My eyes went wide as I felt the pages were warm to my touch all of the words in this book were about dragons, Not just any dragons every single dragon “The Protectors of Magic”. Each Dragon had their own page with specific information about them along with beautiful drawings of their dragon forms. On the third page it was thick and folded as I peeled open the pages they folded down into a large family tree with all the dragons and offspring.There were a few pages dedicated on explaining what Auror

“That’s partly what I wanted to add to the book. I didn’t remember until I saw it the other day.” I watch her flip through pages covered in drawings and diagrams. She pauses at a section in the middle of the book. “The red flame you saw, they call that the Phoenix. It’s the sign of a successful Awakening,” she says, pointing to a page filled with writing. “What’s an Awakening?” I ask. “It’s a very, very old war ritual. They used to use it on mortally wounded dragons, it heals them and brings them back physically stronger than before,” she says.

I ask her with a big smile, and she pulls back looking up at me. “Egos are like meerkats for most. Popping up out of the sand to cause mayhem and mischief. For Alpha’s, egos are like Rhinos. Hard to miss, hard to control, and always the biggest thing in the room. If you injure one, to make sure your Rhino is bigger than theirs.” She says with laughter in her tone. “I have a bloody big Rhino princess. He doesn’t worry me.” I tell her and gesture to my unit to come over. We need to get this show on the road.

She wondered to which God the temple was dedicated. Roars coming from above startled Ayla. She looked up and sucked in a breath when she saw seven big dragons. Each dragon had a different color—the first was light blue, then black, gold, green, white, brown, and the last was dark blue. They flew above the temple, circling it a few times, before landing in front of it close to the warriors. The men didn’t seem shocked to see the dragons. Nor scared. As the warriors got closer to the temple entrance, the dragons moved to clear a path for them. When the men walked between them, the dragons bowed their heads as the men entered the temple.

In fact, majority of the people had chosen to forget that there was a thirteenth noble house ruled by the Whitby's. All they knew about him was that he had become a religious fanatic who ran a gathering of people who believed in Dragons and the Vita Navitas. "Silver Falcon!" Rhaegal, the head of the bandits called out to him after watching him approach his tent for a while and he turned slowly. The Head of the bandits, Rhaeghal, shifted uncomfortably in his seat. he had heard about the Silver Falcon, but never met the man in person. All the business they did together was always conducted by a middleman of the sorts. He had believed it was so because Silver Falcon was probably too old to stan

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.